Prehistoric: Twin lotuses with parallel stems

The ten-thousand-year period has come to an end, and the gate of Zixiao Palace opens as scheduled.

When the innate saints entered the Zixiao Palace, there was a universe inside. It was said to be a palace, but now when the innate saints entered it, it was not crowded at all.

Since Sanqing was the first to arrive and was closest to the gate, he was also the first to step into Zixiao Palace.

"They have indeed entered the Zixiao Palace in advance!"

Sanqing looked at each other with slightly stern eyes.

At the front of the hall, there were already two figures in green waiting there, one male and one female. They both knew Qingxuan and Qinglian who had met each other in the Qilin tribe.

Not only them, but also the incoming innate saints saw this scene in their eyes and secretly remembered the two figures in green.

Thousands of innate saints were waiting outside the Zixiao Palace, but these two people entered the Zixiao Palace in advance.

They are not stupid, this kind of special treatment will make people have all kinds of speculations.

At the same time, a group of innate saints also saw the six futons placed in front of them. After the two people each occupied one, four futons were still empty.

In such a vast hall, there are only six futons. It is not surprising that people think that they have special meanings.

What's more, the futon itself is indeed extraordinary and has an extraordinary aura.

After all, it was something made by Hongjun himself. This was a rich man who had top-notch innate spiritual treasures and spiritual roots. He would use it to refine the futon. The material itself was extraordinary.

For a moment, all the innate saints showed their magical powers in unison and rushed straight towards the four empty futons.

Although I don’t know what the meaning is, I will take one first and then talk about it.

However, no one thought about Qingxuan and the others sitting on the futon. In their eyes, these two people must have some relationship with Hongjun.

At this moment, Qinglian was sitting on the first futon, and Qingxuan was sitting on the second futon. Originally, he wanted to switch with Qinglian, but Qinglian ignored him.

They were already here before the Zixiao Palace opened, but Hongjun had not arrived yet and was still deep in the Zixiao Palace.

Qingxuan watched the drama of competing for seats in front of him with great interest. After all, it is a grand drama that is vividly described in various myths and legends. In many novels about time travellers, the protagonist's layout goes against the will of heaven to break Hongjun's "conspiracy." a crucial first step.

It's a pity that Qingxuan doesn't plan to do anything. It has nothing to do with him. His own destiny is not here, and he doesn't need to change someone's destiny.

Qingxuan recalled the choices that a normal time-traveling protagonist would make. There were only a few choices, either to grab a seat for himself, or to grab a seat for the innate god he planned to make friends with.

Either they refuse to sit down, or they encourage others to fight for seats.

But no matter what, Sanqing is basically stable, and the biggest variable is Hongyun.

It's a pity that Hongjun told him directly and clearly that the futon was just a small opportunity given to them to help them realize enlightenment.

And since he and Qinglian occupied two of the futons, today's situation was destined to be different from the legends he had heard.

He was also embarrassed to ask Hongjun to add two more futons to fill up the six empty seats and let him watch a futon fight.

Although there are still three futons at Hongjun's place, they are clearly reserved for himself and the two boys for meditation.

As for asking Qingxuan and the others to give way, Qingxuan has never thought about it.

Indeed, when it comes to talking about the two of them, they can be considered peers with many innate saints, not with Hongjun and others.

Hongjun and them are regarded as Taoist friends, but in fact their relationship is more like teachers and friends. From the beginning, Hongjun was deliberately giving guidance.

I came here to listen to the sermon. Is it possible that I can still sit on the high platform in front of me?

Hongjun may not care, but he always feels that this kind of self-improvement is not appropriate, and his cultivation level cannot support such an identity.

Hongjun didn't really treat them as his disciples, so the form wasn't that important. Sometimes his status was too high, which wasn't necessarily a good thing, and it was easy for people to kidnap and restrict them with the morality of "using the big to bully the small."

And Qingxuan was not interested in calling others senior, so he wanted to switch with Qinglian and sit in the first place, but Qinglian refused.

Qingxuan looked at the innate saints rushing towards the futon. Sanqing was walking at the front and was the first to step into the hall. He was also the first to react at this moment.

The three brothers didn't stop for a moment. In an instant, they all reunited and sat down on the three futons first.

Qingxuan could clearly see that at that moment the three brothers' great ways seemed to be perfectly blended together, generating unpredictable power and directly ignoring the secret attempts of other innate saints to stop them.

If nothing else, it must have been some kind of Sanqing's trump card, and it was actually used like this.

"Meet two fellow Taoists."

After Sanqing sat down, Taiqing, who was close to Qingxuan, took the initiative to say hello to Qingxuan.

Qingxuan also returned the gift, but his attention was still on those innate saints, and there was only one futon left.

The method that Sanqing suddenly revealed was extraordinary, and he succeeded in one fell swoop, but other innate saints did not have such ability.

After all, this is the Zixiao Palace. A group of innate saints are fighting over each other, but they don't dare to be too presumptuous. They restrain themselves and don't fight blatantly.

Then Qingxuan saw that in the chaos caused by various attempts to block the way, a certain sneaky figure skillfully bypassed the others, and even secretly poked and knocked an innate sacred figure on the back of the head while taking advantage of the chaos. A lotus lantern.

Then he sneaked to the last futon and sat down. When he saw Qingxuan and the others looking at him, his smart eyes blinked, and the smile on his face was pure and harmless.

Who else could it be if not Nuwa?

Obviously in terms of strength and magic weapon, she doesn't have an advantage. Taiyi is the most competitive existence.

In the end, it was Nuwa who succeeded.

She was inconspicuous from beginning to end, no one paid attention to her, and Fuxi opened the way for her, allowing her to take the final advantage.

Qingxuan also confirmed that Fuxi, who looked like an immortal, was definitely not an honest person. This guy was planning to take advantage from the beginning. His insight and grasp of the situation should not be underestimated. He seemed to be a passerby among them. In fact, every time he took advantage of the loopholes, he quietly passed over other innate saints and came to the front.

In this way, the six futons already have owners, and Hongyun is not among them.

The two Qingxuan brothers, the Sanqing brothers, and finally Nuwa.

In this case, wouldn’t it mean that the futon war is a foregone conclusion? The two people in the West cried and begged Futon and Hongyun to give up their seats. It seemed that there was no way it could happen.

Qingxuan didn't see Jie Yin and Zhunti, they seemed to have not arrived yet, but he saw Hong Yun and Kun Peng.

In addition, the three sacred figures of Zhen Yuanzi, Minghe and Mu Gong, who he had crossed paths with, were also among them.

Qingxuan glanced over. He was quite curious about many innate saints. He was gathered here today and wanted to take a look.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches should not have arrived yet, but the future Queen Mother of the West should have already arrived, as well as the pair of goddess sisters on the Taiyin Star who are famous for their fame throughout history.

Among the novels he had read in his previous life, these were high-probability candidates for the heroine, and now it was time to see how graceful they were.

Of course, he was just out of pure curiosity, he swore in his mind.

"The person you are looking for is over there."

When Qingxuan's eyes were scanning many innate saints without leaving a trace, Qinglian beside him nodded, pointed his gaze at a direction, and spoke calmly.

Looking in the direction indicated by Qinglian's gaze, Qingxuan really saw the two female fairies.